I walked through the front doors of the New Heaven Design Group building and walked up to the receptionist desk. " I have an 11:00 am meeting with the creator, Suite 126" I said as I checked the time on my watch. " I'm sorry" the receptionist said as she checked the creator's schedule. " He's downstairs in the gym shooting baskets, would you like to join him?" said the receptionist. " Sure" I said as the receptionist pointed toward the elevator. " Just take the elevator down to the basement, you can't miss it" she said as she started to answer the phone.

I got on the elevator and took it down to the basement. I got off the elevator and walked into the gym. I saw an older, gray bearded gentleman shooting baskets and recognized the creator. The creator saw me, put down his basketball and came over. " Hi Ric" the creator said as he shook my hand with a smile on his face. " Hi" I said. " I hope I'm not bothering you". " Course not" the creator said " just shooting some baskets". " Care to join me for a game of HORSE" the creator asked " I don't like playing alone". " Sure" I said as the creator bounced the ball to me.

" So what's on your mind, Ric" the creator asked as I took a shot and missed. " I wanted to thank you for giving me the best earthly father I could ever have" I said as the creator made a shot. I tried the shot and missed and knew I had an H. " Really" the creator said as he made another basket. I tried the shot and missed and knew I was down HO. " Let's stop for a little bit" said the creator as we walked off the court. " Tell me about your earthly father" the creator asked he started drinking some bottled water. As I started sipping on some bottled water, I talked about my father.

"He's the best father you could ever have. When I need help, he's always there. He's always been there for me when I needed him. As we were playing HORSE, I remember shooting baskets after school, and my father walked down the hill after work, changed clothes, came out and shot baskets with me and we would talk. Memories of my father started to come.

I remember Saturday afternoons, Dad would come home after playing golf with Uncle Keith, turn on the old radio in the garage and dad and I would work on the lawn together. That's why I enjoy working on my own lawn I said. I looked over at the creator, who was grinning and smiling at me. I remember when I graduated from high school, my father gave me a watch belonging to his father. That I will never forget, I said.

When my father was wheeled down the hallway for his second heart surgery, I held his hand and wondered if that would be the last time I would ever see him I remembered with sadness in my eyes.

"You really don't want to play HORSE do you?", asked the creator, who already knew my answer. "Ric, you are a blessing to me and thank you for observing my commandment of honoring you father and mother. I will bless both you and your earthly father, both of you bring joy to my heart. Go in peace.", said the creator as he gave me a hug as I walked out the gym door. Thanks, Dad, for everything I said as I walked out the front door of the building.

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